Which master of the Shaolin faction emerged from the dust that no one cleaned!(The old man was mentioning the old man, and the old man shook him to death with one palm!, including the author!)

Without further ado, I still look at the field. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the ring, it was the Shaolin disciple who came out, and in the cheers of a group of spectators, the Shaolin disciple enjoyed extraordinary treatment, and almost everyone stood up to cheer for the Shaolin disciple!

"Okay! Well done, I knew that the Shaolin master would definitely take out this bad breath for us!" A spectator couldn't help but congratulate the Shaolin monk when he saw the appearance.

"Hey, it's a pity, it would be nice if I defeated that bastard! Think about that scene, how handsome I am, with my peerless martial arts, plus my heroic behavior of saving beauty, those Emei faction white flower girls don't throw themselves into their arms one by one.............!

"Okay! It's just you? You better wipe the saliva off your mouth! Just like your pig brother, you might as well come back in the next life!" another onlooker couldn't help it, and said to the narcissistic guy in front of him.

"What, you dare to call me a pig. Ben Pig ...... Well, no, this master is very powerful today, and he has accepted your demon, ah........... Look at the fist!" the narcissistic disciple became angry when he heard this, so he threw his fist at the disciple who scolded him!

"Oops............ You dare to hit me, old lady............ Uncle Ben is fighting with you!" I don't know if I was nervous or because I was stunned by someone, and that person also hit the narcissistic disciple as soon as he used his fist technique.

For a while, the scene was very chaotic, some applauded and encouraged, some did not think it was a big deal to watch the play, and some persuaded to maintain order..........

"Don't make any noise, there's something wrong with the master!" said one man's voice, which caught everyone's attention. Draw everyone's attention to the ring.

Above the ring.

It has been a while since the Shaolin disciple came out of the dust, but this person did not make the slightest move, that is, he did not celebrate his victory, nor did he walk off the stage in a dashing manner, hiding his merit and fame. It's weird!

"Kunlun Zhang Jie!win!" It was the referee's voice that broke the situation, and just when everyone didn't know why, a voice came!

"Look at the master's eyes, the master seems to be unconscious!" said a sharp-eyed man.

When everyone heard this person's words, they immediately cleared their minds and looked carefully into the eyes of the Shaolin disciples. After a closer look, he did find a problem, and the monk's eyes did not have the slightest look, and he was obviously unconscious.

Is this true? Even the masters of the Shaolin sect have lost! It's incredible. Could it be that the Kunlun faction is going to pout? Everyone still retains a trace of illusion, after all, the dust has not yet dissipated, and that Zhang Jie may have fainted a long time ago. Even if it is later than the master to faint, as long as the fainting passes, then we still admit that the winner is the master. The person who wins must be a master, not a hooligan of the Kunlun faction!

People are like this, they can't believe what they are afraid of appearing, but the more they are afraid, the easier it is to appear, which is really sad!

Without further ado, the dust in the ring gradually dissipated.

A figure loomed in front of everyone, and everyone's hearts were also shattered by this increasingly clear figure!

"Hey, hey!" Zhang Jie appeared, cracking his mouth and smiling.

In an instant, all the audience's hearts were galloping with grass and mud horses.

However, no matter what everyone thinks, whether they hate Zhang Jie for bullying beauties, or envy Zhang Jie for being able to bully beauties, no matter what, if you get it done in one sentence, the game will continue!

With a shout from the referee, the game resumed.

This time everyone is more cautious, although because the first two battles were in the dust, everyone really doesn't know much about Zhang Jie's strength, but that is a character who has been defeated by the master of Shaolin, and then look at Zhang Jie's relaxed look!

"It looks like we're going to play again!" Zhang Haoran looked at the martial arts people who were all talking, so he said in a low voice.

"Yes, go down to receive the teaching!" a Wudang disciple saw this situation and took the initiative to come out to Zhang Haoran and said!

"Okay! If you get on, it seems that I have won this point!" Zhang Haoran saw that it was this person who asked to come to the stage, and he also smiled and said!

"I will live up to my senior brother's expectations and bring me Wudang from this place!" After speaking, this person went to the ring as soon as he gave his hand!

This person is too much, and without saying a word, he pulled out the advocacy behind him and stroked it carefully!

Looking closely, this knife is four feet one inch long, two inches and six minutes wide, the blade is flat and bright, and the whole body is covered with a slight chill, which proves that this is not an ordinary knife, but a rare treasure knife.

"The name of the sword is 'Xue', Senior Brother is invited!" After the Wudang disciple said this sentence quite pretendedly, he picked up the treasure knife 'Xue' and killed Zhang Jie's location.

"It's snowing!"

The name of a move that no one has ever heard of has reached everyone's ears. Which Wudang disciple was magnificent, and with a wave of his hand, the sword light sprinkled all over the sky rushed to Zhang Jie's location, with a chill on which treasure knife called snow, as if the heavy snow in winter was overwhelming!

When Zhang Jie saw this situation, he also put away his contempt, and when he lifted the long sword, he quickly unfolded it, shattering and bursting all the sword light that diffused, unable to enter an inch, this is like a snowflake-like sword light, as close as possible to Zhang Jie, it can be seen how fast and tight Zhang Jie's sword speed is!

Which Wudang disciple has the first opportunity, and he is also grabbing merit everywhere, and the sword light contains a compelling cold air, which can easily freeze the moisture in the air into ice cubes.

Click.........

Zhang Jie was just about to perform light skills, a cold air suddenly rose on the ground, and a thin layer of frost covered the body of the Wudang disciple, and once the Wudang disciple was centered on the rapid spread in the direction of Zhang Jie, quickly forming a world of snow.